Treasures of the Wooden Chest

Tock-tchhh . . . . Tock-tchhh . . . . Tock-tchhh . . . .

He repeatedly tapped and scraped the wooden cell door, to the point of digging a trench with his slender finger, seeking the wandering attention of his keeper.

Tock-tchhh . . . . Tock-tchhh . . . . Tock-tchhh . . . .

The rhythmic sound was interrupted only by the deathly quiet, when he strained for the slightest sound of curiosity.

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Parachutes Upon the Wind

Vanessa struggled within her sheets, the comfort of which she had worshiped for years, but now tossed her about like a tiny vessel upon the hostile waters of the great deep. Every ripple in the silken pool jarred her eyes open to the blackness around her. Her mind raced with worries, thorns in her sides that kept her awake while others snuggled dreamily without care or bother. Resentment began taking hold of her, a ruthless robber of peacefulness and contentment, especially when allowed to brood during the wakeless hours of the night.

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Abandoned Orbs Astray

[A prospective retrospection]

Padding down the wooden rails,
adrift impatient distance.
I lay and linger upon the cadence,
‘neath the soothing darkness blanket.
Somnolent bridle tightly clinched,
I plead for longer peace.
Yet giggle piercing light invades
the slumber that I seek.
Tiny fingers tug away,
my heart cannot wander.
So I stumble by his side,
the world so full of wonder.

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